Tuesday, March 8, 2016

Sidewalk Supper

The other night Annie and Graves ate dinner sitting on the walkway in the front yard that leads from our driveway to the front door.

It was twilight and a little chilly and I delivered their plates and went back inside and pulled a chair over to the window after they begged me to let them eat there. I read a book and talked to my own mother on the phone and a car drove by with some older kids sitting on the hood, which seemed like something out of a neighborhood in the 60s or 70s (I thought about the "gaslight edition" in Now and Then).

The world felt very small and my children felt very big.

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